The greatest emperor of all time? Even in modern times, he still has to work!

Qi Xi estimated Li Chengqian's height and bought him a simple and cheap set of white T-shirt and black shorts at the vegetable market outside the hospital. The total cost was only 35 yuan. The aunt in the store also gave him a pair of socks.

After buying the clothes, Qi Xi sent a message to Murong Zhaozhao, asking them to eat first. As for here, she could only buy a few box lunches for the two ancient people in the hospital.

Back at the hospital, as soon as Qi Xi walked into the ward, he saw Li Chengqian holding Yinreng's head and shaking it hard. Yinreng did not open his eyes, but Qi Xi saw that he was not far from going to heaven.

"Li Chengqian! What are you doing?"

Qi Xi quickly put down what he was holding and took Li Chengqian's hand.

"What are you doing? Murder?"

Li Chengqian was seen and felt a little embarrassed: "Um, I, I am, he, is...hahahaha..."

Qi Xi looked at Yinreng, who was looking even paler, and then at Li Chengqian's sinister expression: "You're not trying to make him faint and vomit on you again, are you?"

Li Chengqian was exposed. He took a step back in embarrassment and smiled innocently at Qi Xi.

"It's the salary that's attractive~"

"But it's useless. You might even get your salary deducted because you caused physical harm to Yinreng!" Qi Xi laid Yinreng down and let him have a good sleep.

"Ah? Fortunately, it's okay. Is the Tartar okay?" Li Chengqian is now worried about whether Yinreng is okay.

"It should be fine." Qi Xi looked at Yinreng, whose complexion was slowly getting better. After all, he was a 17-year-old young man. He was just carsick and should recover soon.

"That's fine!" Li Chengqian let out a long breath, fortunately nothing serious had happened.

"Where are your clothes? I bought a box lunch. You can eat first. It looks like we won't have a chance to go out to a restaurant today." Qi Xi pointed at the things at the door. Li Chengqian understood and took his clothes to the hospital bathroom to change.

It’s just that it took a long time to change clothes. Yinreng woke up and was sad about his salary being deducted. Only then did Li Chengqian come back.

"Where have you been? Why did you take so long?" Qi Xi asked curiously.

"Sister Qi, I'm just curious about the toilet and the washbasin. After observing it for a while, I found that your toilet is really clean!" Li Chengqian exclaimed.

"We need to pay attention to hygiene now! Let's eat first!"

"Woooooooooo~"

Li Chengqian was not used to wearing such revealing clothes as a white T-shirt and black shorts, but it was indeed cool and comfortable. As for the prince's crown and clothes, they had been placed in a plastic bag for clothes and the opening was tied tightly, so there was no smell.

"What's going on?" As soon as Li Chengqian entered the room, he found that Yinreng had woken up and was crying.

"I know that my salary was deducted!" Qi Xi had been watching Yinreng crying for nearly ten minutes. How to say it, it was quite disillusioning. This was the only crown prince of the Qing Dynasty!

"Oh, you should cry." Li Chengqian ate his meal happily while listening to Yinreng's crying.

Yinreng was sad for a while, then he smelled the delicious food and his stomach started to growl with hunger.

When has he ever suffered such injustice?

"Sister Qi, no, I don't have any food for you?"

"Yes, of course. I see you're busy!" Qi Xi placed the hospital meal packed for Yinreng, the stomach-nourishing millet porridge, in front of Yinreng.

Yinreng looked at the yellow millet porridge in front of him, and then at Li Chengqian's lunch box, which was filled with fish and meat.

“I’m just going to eat this?”

Qi Xi took it for granted: "Yes, you are carsick and vomited, and now your stomach is very weak. You can't eat spicy meat. Eating this is good for your body. And isn't it the same in your Qing Dynasty? When you are sick, you have to go hungry for a few meals. I even bought you some porridge."

There has never been a boss as good as me.

Yinreng remembered and looked at Li Chengqian's lunch box with envy, but Li Chengqian moved sideways to prevent him from seeing it.

Yinreng was speechless and ate the millet porridge in front of him in frustration.

Seeing that everyone was eating, Qi Xi sat back down and started eating too.

Li Chengqian took the opportunity to talk to Qi Xi about the hospital, wanting to ask about the possibility of curing respiratory diseases in this era.

"Empress Chang Sun suffered from a respiratory disease similar to asthma. I'll take you to see a specialist later. Tell me what medicine Empress Chang Sun took for her symptoms and buy some medicine. Isn't the King of Medicine Sun Simiao with you? Buy some medicine and let him study it for you." Qi Xi has also been studying history recently and knows a few things now.

"Sister Qi, I've checked your modern medicines. We don't have those things in the Tang Dynasty, and we don't have the technology to extract them." Li Chengqian has checked the information and has some understanding of the high purity of modern medical drugs.

Moreover, his salary was not high. If he wanted to use medicine to support Empress Changsun, it would not be realistic. The Tang Dynasty also needed his salary.

"Let's ask first. I'll find a Chinese doctor for you." Qi Xi thought about it and decided that the money was not enough. Li Chengqian's salary was too low. No wonder he wanted to make some money from Yinreng.

"Thank you, Sister Qi. I will come to buy medicine when I get my salary." Li Chengqian knew that only the money he earned from his own salary could bring back things other than employee benefits.

"Ah."

He didn't buy medicine when he made an appointment every day. He decided on the prescription and asked Li Chengqian to memorize it and take it back to give to the King of Medicine Sun Simiao for research.

They did what they said. After dinner, Qi Xi went to make an appointment with another specialist. They were lucky because the doctor was not available at that time, so they went straight to the doctor.

As for Yinreng, he was still receiving an IV drip in the ward. Qi Xi was afraid that he would be bored, so he gave him Li Chengqian's old mobile phone to play with, and told him to read history carefully. After returning, he should beat all the foreigners, and also make use of Dai Zi. He should not engage in internal strife or the battle for the throne among the nine princes, but directly expand the territory and let them all become kings outside. Finally, he should be nicer to the Fourth Prince.

Upon hearing this, Yinreng nodded solemnly and seriously studied the modern history starting from the Qing Dynasty and the country of that foreign devil.

Qi Xi took Li Chengqian to see a doctor. The doctor was a professor at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. His surname was Zhao. He happened to be teaching students at that time. When he saw the two people come in, he asked two of his students to sit in and learn, and then he started to see the doctor.

Qi Xi used the excuse that Li Chengqian's mother was a villager living in the mountains and the journey was too long for her to come over for the time being, so he came to ask first. Then he asked Li Chengqian to tell him about Empress Changsun's symptoms and the prescription of the medicine she was taking.

After listening to this, Professor Zhao wrote down the prescription carefully and immediately saw the value of this prescription.

"This prescription is incredible. I think it's from the medicine king Sun Simiao!"

Qi Xi muttered: That’s right!

Li Chengqian glanced at Qi Xi and saw her shaking her head. He then said to Professor Zhao, "I don't know either. This is what the barefoot doctor in the village prescribed."

Qi Xi was stunned when she heard Cheng Qian's accent. You don't have to be so into the role, right?

"I wonder if you two can give us this prescription to study?" Professor Zhao looked at Li Chengqian and Qi Xi with eyes like a copper bell.

Two students nearby also came over curiously and stood behind Professor Zhao to look at the prescription.